Because it’s painfully fucking obvious. You’re the problem. She left because you’re not worth being with.
Mirrors and Glass By D.I. Jolly
The idea was she would stand naked, or as naked as she could stand, in front of the mirror and read the words out loud every day.
Thursday By D.I. Jolly
Boy my folks are proud of me.
How About Them Apples By D.I. Jolly
His life had been hard and he’d become hard as a result, and so was infinitely unprepared for Debbie.
Woulda, Shoulda, Coulda By D.I. Jolly
He was sitting on the steps outside the courthouse where he’d just been told that his now ex-wife was getting full custody of their child and dog.
Nachhaltigkeit 2 by D.I. Jolly
Standing at the top of the east tower was the man the king was looking for, a short squat creature that was 4 foot high, and broad. His skin was a midnight blue and changed subtly depending on his mood and the light.
25 Hour Day By D.I. Jolly
If you were offered a potion that could make all your wildest dreams come true, but at the end of an hour you’d die, would you take it?
Scheisse 2 by D.I. Jolly
Scheisse 2 by D.I. Jolly As Franklin’s back hit and broke through the bars glass window he couldn’t help but feel that it had seemed like that sort of day, all day. From the moment he woke up he felt like he knew it was going to be a bad day. But he had a…
Patience By D.I. Jolly
For a long minute they stared at each other. She had dark hair and dark eyes and frowned in a way that brought back memories of a long since ex-girlfriend.
The Floor of my Soul By D.I. Jolly
They hadn’t been having problems exactly, but things had settled down a lot from when they first met. They had their routine and it was nice, but not exciting.